Preeti's point of view
"All set..?" Nancy asked me while stirring the soup for mom.
"Yeah.." I chuckled and closed the lid of lunch box.
I made a lunch for Siddharth. Past few days are really a tough one and it effects my relationship with Siddharth. I almost blocked him to reach me. But now everything is fine I am getting back to my normal self.
So I thought to bring lunch for him. It's been a while when we both have lunch together. I never went Siddharth's office before. So this is how I can go to his office and watch him working on his laptop behind his large glass office table.
I still get sudden nausea any time. I talked aAnshul about this and first thing he asked 'Am I going to be a Mamu(uncle)?' But when I told him about my pregnancy test he told me that I got sick must be of weather change and he prescribed me some medicines.
"When mom will awake from her nap, give her soup and salad. I put her medicines on her bedside ta
Preeti's point of view"No.." Siddharth said while shaking his head as 'no.'My shoulder fell and I sighed on my possessive husband. This is the fifth dress he is rejecting. I am getting ready for club and which dress I choose to wear he rejected it before I could ask him about my look.He is giving a lame excuse, likeThis dress is too short.I don't like the colour.This dress have a deep neck...and so on. He just doesn't want me to go to club in dress. I walked again inside the closet and changed into pink dress. It reached to my knees. I walked out of the closet and show the dress to him."Definitely No..I can see your cleavage Preeti. I can't let you go to club in this dress."I looked down at my chest and I know he uses another lame excuse to reject the dress because my cleavage is perfectly covered by my dress. I didn't like the dress who had deep neck. But I know how Siddharth is. He is a man of his
Keerti's point of viewI was sitting on the bar stool at the bar counter, holding a glass of lemonade and looking at it blankley, thinking about my life.My professional life is going great. Serra gave me a new project and she likes the designs which I represent but I don't know about me personal life. It's like a roller coaster to me. The guy I love is also in love with me but the fear of my brother doesn't let me to confessed my love to him.It's become hard to ignore James when we both lives in a same city and he is a best friend of Siddharth bhayi and visit him often. I was having fun in my office annual function but when he come with Serra her date my blood boiled with jealousy and the first time in my life I wanted to rip someone's throat. But it's not Serra's fault, james also seemed more comfy with her like they both are dating each other and it added the oil in my jealousy. Since then I was ignoring him. He tried to talk to me but I gave him
Preeti's point of viewIt was raining tonight but not like cat and dogs. It was raining slowly, as I like and cold wind blowing the branches of trees in our garden. Light lamps in our garden make it easy to visible the millions of rain drops falling on the grassy ground.I bent my head down and looked at the love of my life lying on my lap. He sighed in relief and closed his eyes when I run my fingers in his silky black hair.Our hairs are blowing in air. We both were sitting on the cold floor in the shade of of our room's balcony enjoying the rain in each others warmth.(Credit goes to Arti Oza aka db-dhoomie)"I like it when you run your beautiful fingers in my hair." My lips curled into a small smile when he took my hand and kissed on it.He opened his eyes and looked at me with his love fill eyes."I don't like rain but it calm my heart if you are with me." I said while bending down and kissed on his for
Preeti's point of viewI woke up in the morning and looked at the my right side of bed and it's empty, means Siddharth already awake. My whole body is aching and someone playing a drum aggressively inside my head that its ready to split into two.I looked around the floor for my dress but I frowned looking at its condition. It was all torn up.Why I tore my own dress.Our whole room was all mess like someone play cricket there.What happened here last night and why my dupatta is tying to the bed headboard.I wrapped the blanket over my naked body and got up from the bed but fell on it again as soon as dizziness hit me."Aahhh..." I winced in pain buried my head between my knees and winced it again when sudden wave of pain go through my head like someone bang it on wall."Good evening my sleepy head." Suddenly bedroom door open and Siddharth waked inside with a tray of food. He is wearing a black t-shirt along with d
Preeti's point of view"Bhayi..Bhabhi come fast. Otherwise I am going to miss my flight." I heard Keerti was calling us from the living room.I was in a puja room preparing a puja thali for keerti. Today she is going to Europe for her project so we celebrate rakhi today. I immediately lit diya and put two pieces of sweets along with Siddharth's rakhi. I took puja thali and walked towards living room room, Siddharth also climbing down from the stairs while buttoning his cufflinks.Dad was reading Newspaper while mom packing some snacks for keerti."Bhayi you are late.." Keerti said while taking the puja thali from me."I am here right now shut up." Siddharth said while messing her perfect combed hair. He really loves to mess her hair when she perfectly comb them."Bhayi.." keerti groaned in anger."What...?" Siddharth said innocently."Daaad.." keerti called dad for help."Sid...Don't teas her." Da
Preeti's point of viewIt's been two days Keerti come back home. She was looking more than happy before. Her eyes glowed in happiness and her smile reached to her eyes. I am happy to see her happy but I felt hurt when she talked happily with everyone except me. She didn't even hug me and told me about her trip when she came back from home. Whenever I tried to talk to her she ignored me or walked out from there. She looked at me with hatred.Had I done something wrong to hurt her? If yes then I am ready to apologize her. I can't see hatred in her eyes for me. Before that she used to treat me like her elder sister and tell her every secrets which she didn't tell anyone and I also respect that at least she share things with me but I don't know why she is hiding things from me about her and James. Why she lied that she was in Europe when I saw her at grocery store and why didn't she come home at Siddharth's birthday, if she is in the same city.Today she came
Sid's point of view"Sid, what is the progress report of aquarium project?" Dad asked me while biting his toast.We all are sitting in the dining table having breakfast. It's a new day with new hope and work. Mom is eating her breakfast, Preeti is serving a breakfast to me and keerti is absent from dinning table, probably getting ready for her office. She always gets late for office because she wakes up late. No matter how many time mom threatened her but old habits take time to go."Dad, New design is ready. We will ready the project report after testing safety gears from all Possibilities of natural disasters." I said while drinking my orange juice."Good, safety comes first. So who will go to L.A for the presentation with project report?" Dad asked."Nick will go after two days. James already prepared the contract. So after getting the deal we will sign the contract." I said."Okey.. tell Ni...""Okey, enough of the bus
Preeti's point of view"Preeti beta...Play bhajan in music system. It's already evening.""Ji mom.." I nodded and smiled at mom.I turned on the music system and played the bhajan in music system.Soothing and melodious songs of prayer started playing in hindi. Mom always like to play bhajan at evening while I and her do evening puja together. Sometimes Keerti joined us if she came home early from office but mostly I and mom do evening puja.I covered my head with the pallu of my saree and lit diya. After get ready the puja thali I gave it to mom for aarti. I joined my both hands as namste and closed my eyes for prayer.I am not an ritual person but I believe in God. I believe what he done in our life there was always a huge person behind it. He always gives me more than what I want in my life and I will always be thankful to him, he met me to Siddharth, my soulmate, my better half, my husband. God tested our love and stron